"What else will you need for this journey, Max?" Xavia asked while suppressing the worrying thoughts that stormed through her mind. "Do you need more clothes? Or perhaps more crystals and potions?"
Sylvester simply smiled and grabbed her hand to pull her to a seat. "Calm down, Mum. I'm a Supreme Wizard now, and no amount of crystals or potions can help me. So just sit down and relax with me."
"You know I can't do that. If I don't do something, I'll start thinking about the worst." She confessed and sighed a few times. "I feel like I'll die from anxiety these past few days."
There was no denying that there wasn't anything to be anxious about. Sylvester was going to a different world, where nobody in the past ever ventured into. So, he understood her worries.
